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Here we come hoe, here we
Here we come hoe, we come
Here we come hoe, we come
Here we come hoe, we come

Here we come hoe, we come
we come hoe, here we come
Here we come hoe, we come

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

Nigga Six Mafia burn inside the southern territorial
a memorial page in editorial
When [Incomprehensible] watch yo back go [Incomprehensible]

Leave 'em stiff and my foes and hit 'em like Rose in China snow

Wanna see the costs of the bosses comin' to it
no losses, ain't no crosses, leave you dead in a closet
Family recked from yo death-death, yo early death
Packin' in jars, sendin' two off for the chef

'Cause I them with medicine
I'm perscription death when [Incomprehensible]

Oh, there she go, old bitch
Straight take a hoe nigga, out to lick
And when shit is thick, out the door she split
She straight slick, but I'm slicker that bitch gon' get

So now bitch, get out the way hoe and lay low
So say hoe, you just another hoe
Trickin' on the dance flo', lookin' slutty though
I'm all about my hoe when I bump on yo stereo

And everywhere I go, the same old shit
Jumpin' drawz like a broad, so bitch fuck this now

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

They me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul
the fuck out of each and all y'all
I done seen niggaz fall, I done seen ball
I done big girls shake with lil' bitty drawz

And uh, the other day this bitch got in the jaw
I done seen a whole lot, ain't seen what I saw
I'm in it too deep, I could come flaw
If ya talkin' that pistol my nigga you better draw

Okay, always sayin' shit I mean
Pelle Pelle, A-Town nigga gotta clean

What's up motherfucka up?
Time to get real crunk, time to tear the up
All sissy ass hoes talkin' shit about this lady
Why you tryin' to doubt me baby, I'm the shit, you can't me

Now look what happened, we done hooked up with Eastside Boyz
Bringin' noise, makin' moves like the U-Haul boys
Boo be groovin' always choosin', what's up with you nigga
Gangsta Boo be makin' nothin' but hits increase to figures

Nigga don't play with the muthafuckin', don't play
On the way, God damn you bitches say, nigga

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

We through like the Rock bitch
you out yo motherfuckin' socks bitch
Droppin' bows like nothin' bitch
Bitch I'll break yo motherfuckin' bitch

we tell yo ass to move bitch
Now yo head busted in two fuckin'
So get yo and dip hoe
'Cause a nigga gone off Quevo

Why you still yo mouth bitch
You must've not known who you fuckin'
We'll leave you dead in a ditch
'Cause we runnin' with the Three Six

And them guns for young hoes
We'll leave ya firm a dildo
All my niggaz doin' Fed
leave yo belly filled with that iron

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

I'm lookin' for them big butts, but them quick sluts
Something freaky like skinny hoe givin' up
Maybe a take the camp, probably let her ride my lap
Made playaz from the Tenn, bitch I'm on the map

I'm the kinda bro' push a 450 hoe
the strip, Hennessey I sip on the low-low
Hit me on my [Incomprehensible] horn, can record, a porn movie
be choosy with this nigga Juicy, ready to [Incomprehensible]

What y'all to be part of this, you gotta be on some heartless shit
And whether it's legal or dirty, ball regardless trick
And I don't give a fuck if you the tallest or the bitch
none of you hoes know about this order shit

Chyna Whyte I live street life
And I ain't gon' be happy till I got my momma eatin'
Still the one to grip that motherfuckin' tight
And I'm still to find a motherfuckin' key to life, ya heard me?

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe
bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck shit, get out the way hoe

I might not be the nigga up in the club
But shoulda seen when I walked in the hoes "What the fuck?"
saw me VIP in the VIP y'all
With Rollies and the [Incomprehensible] they be wonderin'
"Who are y'all?"

We be steppin' no less than 30 and thinkin' we some stars
My enterage spendin' no less 80 G's on they cars
If I you to my crib you probably wouldn't believe or think I'm liein'
my soundscan hoe, if I'm liein' or dyin'